When the students heard the youngster's last sentence, they couldn't help but want to laugh.
You can't beat me in an argument.
There was no one else.
"Hahahaha." A round-faced girl laughed out loud, her laughter getting louder and louder. In the end, she stopped laughing and stood up. "I don't want to but I have no choice. Every time I see someone being bullied, I want to stop it but do you know what the consequences are? I will be the one being ostracized and I'm afraid. I believe anyone would be afraid since we aren't as strong as you. "
The girl thought that the youngster would retort back. Unexpectedly, the youngster laughed.
Don't forget, you're all in the same class. In my memory, school is like this. No one is allowed to bully the people in our class. If you dare to cross class to cause trouble, I don't care which year you are from or if you're older than me, you have to kneel before me. If I can't beat you, I still have the power of the whole class behind me. We're not together to bully anyone, but to tell everyone that you can't bully us like this. We have to be friendly with each other, boys protect girls. When it's time for a boy to stand up, a boy shouldn't be a coward. What would it look like for the whole class to bully one person? Who knows, if you stand up and help someone, someone might fall in love with you. Oh right, don't you students like the plot of the hero saving the damsel in distress? If you use it in real life, you can even get rid of the title of bachelor earlier. "
"What do you mean by students? You don't sound like a student." A boy caressed his nose before asking, "Is it really useful?"
Bo Jiu replied leisurely, "You can ask the girl beside you who is blushing. If you really don't understand, you can read more romance novels to understand a young lady's heart. Of course, a young lady's heart is usually based on looks."
With that, the students couldn't help but burst into laughter once more.
A few special forces soldiers stood outside the door, glancing at each other. In the end, their gazes landed on the silhouette in a suit. "Captain, that guy …"
"Psychological counseling. We're investigating psychological cases. It's obvious that these students are more or less sick. There might be some hopeless people in this class, but at the same time, there are some people who don't want to be like that. Haven't you noticed that the atmosphere in the classroom is much better than before?" The figure walked over with a smirk on his face. "It's really rare. I didn't expect to see the cold-blooded and heartless Z giving psychological counseling to a bunch of students. Based on her personality in the past, she would probably only do it and not say anything. Qin Mo's existence really softened her."
Special Forces: "…"
That guy had crippled three people and was still teaching students how to fall in love.
Captain, are you sure this is gentleness?
Wasn't he just creating trouble for the school?
He facepalmed.
Perhaps, only the figure could understand Bo Jiu's intentions.
A conversation could temporarily resolve the crisis that had erupted.
In psychology, this was known as the golden time for treatment. Communication happened at the moment.
Of course, there would still be such people among the students.
The kind of people who clearly knew that their actions were hurting others, but they didn't feel anything.
One could tell from their expressions.
The reason Kawang could leave so easily was probably because the time was ripe. With just a small catalyst, something would germinate in his heart and he would use the hypnosis to kidnap the hostages.
They had to find out the source of the catalyst.
If they couldn't solve this problem.
Everything they had done before would be in vain.
There were so many students in the school.
Even if only one out of ten of them was hypnotized, the consequences would be unimaginable. Moreover, more than 70% of the students had already changed.
The figure was right, that was indeed Kawang's plan.
However, he hadn't expected his identity to be recognized by a high school student. If someone hadn't rushed over in time, he would have fallen into the other party's hands. Kawang, who was already in the jeep, narrowed his eyes. His fingers slid across the screen again, the pain from his leg making him smile. He seemed to be enjoying the feeling. "If you had died in that school, Qin Mo wouldn't be in this state. It's such a pity that such a smart person would be buried with him."
Kawang wasn't aware that Li Jin had been arrested.
But in his eyes, it didn't matter even if all the chess pieces were arrested.
After all, the key to the hypnosis wasn't in their hands.
What was meant to happen would happen.
No one would be able to detect it and no one would be able to stop it.
Unless Qin Mo went over.
But it was too late.
He loved this feeling.
The sky had turned completely dark. It was just past midnight, a few hours away from dawn.
Kawang leaned back, his refined face tainted by the darkness of the night.
In the interrogation room.
The headlights were blinding.
Li Jin glanced at the youngster sitting opposite him, his gaze wavering. "How did you do it?"
Bo Jiu arched a brow. "What?"
"It's impossible that you didn't touch my things in my house. How did you restore it to its original state?" Li Jin's face was pale and malnourished. "No, I should be asking why my mother allowed you in and kept you for so long. How did you do it?"
Bo Jiu placed the documents down. At this stage, Li Jin was more concerned about the questions. Kawang was indeed good at picking people and the other party was smart.
"It's simple. With an outsider around, your stepfather wouldn't lay a hand on your mother."
Bo Jiu's words caused Li Jin's expression to change. He tightened his grip on the cup.
The people outside the interrogation room were surprised.
After all, they had been interrogating Li Jin for seven hours. They had asked and answered all the questions.
Li Jin's emotions hadn't changed from the beginning to the end, saying that he didn't know or wasn't clear no matter what they asked.
The scariest thing in an interrogation was this type of criminal. They wouldn't be able to get anything valuable out of him. But he was still young.
How could such a young person cause them to feel suffocated? They were at their wits' end.
They hadn't expected the youngster to change his expression with just two sentences.
This was a good thing in an interrogation. At the very least, resistance was a form of leaking information.
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